Taylor jerked Isaac from the car and drug him up the stairs to Isaac's apartment.

"What the fuck is your problem Isaac!"

Throwing his brother down on the sofa Taylor slammed the door shut behind them.

"God! Isaac! Did you SEE what you did to him? How the hell could you do that?!"

Isaac placed his head in his hands and shook his head.

"God damnit I don't know."

"Fuck Isaac! He's a person!"

"For all the shit he's done Taylor he deserved it!"

Isaac stood up and yelled at his brother.

Shoving him down again Taylor walked around to the front.

"My god Isaac. Nothing he did was deserving of that."

Taylor sighed as he waited for a response.

"Taylor he deserv_"

"NO HE DIDN'T! Isaac! Look at what you did to him! YOUR BROTHER! He did all that to me too Ike, but I didn't do that to him! Christ Isaac what's gotten into you!?"

Isaac slammed his fist down on the table in front of him.

"Why are you blaming this all on me?! God damnit!"

"Isaac!"

Taylor sat down next to his brother.

"Don't you get it. You just did something horrible. Something that he didn't deserve Ike. You just changed everything."

"At least he'll have respect for me."

"He won't! Isaac he won't! He'll fear you now! That is so different then respect!"

Isaac shook his head.

They both looked up as the phone rung.

"Leave it we're talking."

"I don't have an answering machine."

Isaac walked to the phone.

"Hello?"

There was a long pause.

Isaac blinked. His face went pale.

"What is it Ike?"

Isaac said goodbye and fumbled to put the phone back on the hook.

"Isaac what is it."

"Oh fuck Taylor."

"What!"

"Christ."

"ISAAC WHAT!"

Taylor looked up worriedly at his brother.

"Tay. We need to go down to the hospital okay. And on the way there. We're going to have a very very long talk alright."

They had managed to find a babysitter for the distraught Avery, and Tristan, Jessica Avery and Zoe found another one. Taylor had not yet arrived, but Diana was sure the scene to come would not be pretty.

Walker held her while she cried, sobbing and wiping her nose, crying and weeping.

Doctors walked in and out of Zac Hanson's room, Making notes on their pads and saying things were going well. Very well surprisingly.

Zac Dentra was three doors down, where, he was being watched 24 hours. His breathing had shut down, and had caused them to leave him non stop on a respirator, his head was firmly braced, and tubes ran from all areas of his blanketed body. He had had lung problems, and so far there had been no activity in the brain.

If either of them knew the extent of the crash they would have both been devestated. Diana had the feeling that, despite all the quote un-quote advances and progress Zac Dentra was making, he was going to come out of this, not quite the same, if he came out at all.

She was quite greatful however that her own son had made it out alright, with the technical broken ribs, and fractured leg, he had done the best out of the four. Thinking of the four Diana let out another sob.

She looked up and saw Isaac quietly leading Taylor.

Neither of them spoke until they arrived directly in front of their parents.

Taylor looked up.

"Mom."

Diana looked up.

"Is Mey okay."

Taylor's voice quavered quite noticably as he said it.

Looking back behind Taylor, Diana looked at Isaac with questioning eyes.

He shrugged and mouthed to her.

"I couldn't do it."

She sighed and choked back tears.

"Taylor honey."

Tears sprang out on his face.

"Taylor honey no_"

Diana swallowed hard.

"No honey Mey isn't alright. Tay she's. No Tay."

Taylor's lip quivered and he inhaled deep.

"Taylor. Taylor honey."

"Mom just say it."

She sobbed.

"Taylor Mey didn't make it."

He dropped to his knees hard and fell from there.

He lay, legs tucked under him, arms outstretched, and his head in his arms.

Diana sobbed more loudly and bent over to help him.

Isaac sat down by Taylor and rested one hand on his back.

Sobs racked Taylor's body and Isaac felt tears spring to his eyes.

Tears dripped onto the cold tile, beginning to form a fairly good sized puddle.

"Taylor."

Isaac bent down to talk to him at floor level.

A small trickle of blood streamed off of his chin. He was biting his lower lip so hard it was bleeding.

"Taylor stop doing that your going to bite right through."

Isaac reached down and wiped the blood of his brother's face.

Looking up pleadingly at his parents, Isaac shrugged.

None of them knew what to do.

The other eye was still fairly swollen shut. He couldn't remember why, but figured it had something to do with the accident. He tried looking around the room to find Mercy, his friend, or even Arianna, but to the disappointment of himself, they weren't. He hoped they were all okay, and that, things would be alright when they got out.

A smiling nurse walked up beside him, and spoke clearly enough for him to hear.

"Okay. Later today, if the doctor thinks it's cool, we're going to take that tube outta your throat alright."

He nodded slightly, just like he had been told he could.

"But he won't be back for rounds for about an hour alright?"

He nodded again.

He saw his mother once again and wondered just how long he had been here.

She reached down and stroked his head.

"You sure are a good kid."

He pulled a smile and frowned.

"Well you rest and get better. Me and your father, we're going to run and take the babysitter some money and food and clothing for the kids. But we'll be back soon alright?"

He smiled.

Waving goodbye she walked out of his room.

He had gotten used to not having to breath, but what he wouldn't do for a cheesburger.

He smiled and closed his eyes.

Falling asleep he dreamed of an audience full of screaming girls, him, Taylor and Isaac jamming away, and sweating up a storm.

"Taylor. Do you want me to stay here."

Taylor's gaze remained fixed on the door handle.

"Taylor you do not do this. Do not. I'm not going to lose you too you go that. I don't want you going off in that little world where people go. You stay right here on earth. I need you Tay."

Taylor closed his eyes.

There were no more tears. It seemed he had left them all on the floor of the hospital, and had remained silent from there. Isaac was sure there was a whole lot of questions and emotions balled up in Taylor gut right now, and unfortunatly, he wasn't going to let them out.

"Taylor, I wish I could do something for you."

He watched as Taylor blinked.

"I wish that all of this was a really bad dream instead of what it is, and I don't think you understand, but I'm hurting too alright. I hurt too, and Mercy, I loved her too okay Taylor. Maybe not as much as you, and maybe not to the extent in which you did, but she meant something to me too."

Taylor looked up and out the window to the door of the house.

Isaac sighed.

"Taylor you can't hold all this in you know. You have to let it out and you have to tell someone. Please?"

Taylor shook his head slowly.

Opening the car door silently he stepped out onto the wet pavement. Walking to the front door he lazily stepped in, leaving the door open as he made his way to his room.

Isaac watched his brother with a steady gaze, then rested his head on the steering wheel, letting out a sigh and shaking his head.